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... the fact that he was the son of the Minister of the Left because he did not want to grow up under his father's shadow.


Strictly speaking, Zhao Ruge was not a playboy like Sun Qixiang because he was an idealist. He hoped that one day when people mentioned Zhao Ruge, they would first think of him instead of his identity as the son of the Minister of the Left.


That was why Zhao Ruge learned martial arts when he was five years old, studied poetry and literature when he was n ...

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